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He finds a series of questions she scribbled—some for Doctor Porter, some he assumes are for herself.

A few catch his eyes.

Did Ellie go with him willingly? Was she coerced?

Does Erik love her?

Is it possible to love a murderer?

The last one makes his breath catch.

He sure as hell hopes it's possible for Breana to love him, or else their relationship is going to be quite miserable.

He looks forward to making her fall in love with him—the idea of dating andcourtingher makes his blood sing and his heart race.

It also makes his cock ache once more, desperate for much needed attention.

Placing the notebook back on the desk, his gaze returns to his Omega.

She lets out a gentle moan in her sleep as he watches her, and the delicate sound makes the remainder of his self-control snap.

Quickly, he unbuttons his black pants and pulls his cock free from his boxers, its thick, bobbing length desperate for attention.

He bites his lip to stifle a groan as he wraps a hand around himself, still keeping his eyes on the Omega’s sleeping form.

She lets out another gentle moan, and blood runs down his mouth from how hard he bites his lip to stay silent.

He works himself silently, pumping fast and hard, rougher than usual without a wetness to coat himself with.

But he’s so close it doesn’t matter. He just stares at her face and the outline of her perky tits underneath her tank top. He finishes in less than a minute, blood running down to his chin as he forces himself to be silent as his orgasm hits him.

Long, thick ropes of cum fill his hand, and he quickly grabs the washcloth he placed on the desk to clean himself up.

It’s possible he lets a drop of his cum drip into her mouth as he dances his fingers above her lips.

She swallows in her sleep.

Good girl, he mouths silently to her.

It pains him to leave her. He wants to stay here, his cock still inflated, and watch her sleep.

But he has plans for today, including not allowing her to back out of their date.

He quietly slips back into the night, reluctantly leaving his soulmate alone in her bed.

CHAPTER 11

BREE

She wakesup more rested than she has inyears.

She’s peaceful. The fabrics of the blankets feelperfectagainst her skin, and she heaves a big, satiated sigh as the sun creeps in from the windows.

Green Woods greets her once again, and she grins lazily at the lush woods.

The air is lovely, too. The scent of the forest mixes with a subtle citrus note, along with sea salt that smells like?—

The smile falls from her face.